Author Archives: Dox

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Do what’s illogical,

Do what makes you feel impossible.

Maybe if you did there’d

be no holes to sow.

No gravel to bury, no love to go.

No deer in the headlights; no broken doe.

Like a night in the streets

I thought it was neat.

You had the ground in your cleats,

Like you didn’t know defeat

Do you ever sleep on solid ground?

Has your soul made that old sound?

I carry soggy tears in wet paperbacks

While you wear grins & corduroy slacks.

Isn’t it weird to think your future self is talking shit about you?

Sometimes I question my influence in my upbringing; did make enough of my own choices ? Did I just let things happen , could I have asked for more? Controlled more ? Why wasn’t I more present and why didn’t I think things were worth doing.

Mercury & The Moon, Summer solstice give me cabin fever, for the love of me please; give me something the way hawks give a death stare in day break. Wake me up with chills and caress my null soul in cold dead orbit. Make it happen again, but make it feel new.

Brush my brows with your thumb. Laugh when I wipe my nose over your cheeks,

Put your chin on my shoulder at night. Put your forearms against my spine.

Just pretend for me, even if it’s not always beauty you find.